Jack made his way up the long flight of stairs towards Ianto's flat, his long coat sweeping as he moved swiftly upwards. The building was deserted, and the emptiness was eerie in the darkness. Jack got closer to Ianto's front door, silently praying he would still be awake. It was only about 9:30, but it had been an exhausting day, both physically and mentally.
Jack stopped at the door, reaching out to the doorbell. His hand paused as he heard beautiful music from inside the flat.
"Slow down, Lie down,
Remember it's just you and me.
Don't sell out, bow out,
Remember how this used to be.
I just want you closer
Is that alright?
Baby let's get closer tonight"
Jack waltzed through the door to congratulate Ianto on his choice of CD, only to stop in his tracks. Instead of finding some kind of music player, all Jack could see was Ianto, sat cross-legged on the floor, a guitar in his lap. Ianto looked up to find Jack frozen to the spot.
"You OK there, Jack?" he asked, "You look like you've just had the shock of your life"
"Was that you? The music"
Ianto sighed, "Could you really hear it out there? It's a wonder the neighbours haven't been round to complain"
Jack still couldn't quite believe it. Ianto had always been quiet, reserved somehow. Even when they had become a couple, Jack had found it hard to get him to open up.
"It was...amazing" he gasped, "Beautiful"
Ianto stood up and walked over to where jack was stuck, transfixed, and planted a light kiss on his forehead.
"Flattery will get you nowhere, Jack" he laughed, returning to where his guitar lay on the floor. He absentmindedly ran his fingers across the strings, smiling to himself at Jack's expression. He still hadn't moved, just continuing to stare at Ianto on the floor.
Ianto rolled his eyes, "snap out of it, Jack"
"I just...had no idea you..." he sank down on to the floor near Ianto, "play something else"
Ianto smiled, "like what?"
"Anything"
Ianto thought for a moment, "Don't laugh, Okay?" he brought the guitar onto his lap.
He started to play a soft melody, and Jack started to feel overwhelmed before Ianto even opened his mouth.
I wish there was a way
to put into words
All the thing you are to me
Oh, how would I even begin to say
Would you really mean
Would you say "I love you"
Like I always do?
That seems so little
for all the things you
You have stolen my heart and soul
you didn't do it on purpose
you were just being yourself
That's why I love you and no one else
Ianto finished the song and looked up at Jack, whose eyes were glistening with unshed tears of joy. He realised that the song was Ianto's way of telling him exactly how he felt. He leaned in and kissed Ianto lightly on the lips.
"Thank you" he whispered.
Ianto smiled, leaning in to kiss Jack slightly more passionately. He sighed as he pulled back, looking into Jack's eyes. One look told him exactly what Jack wanted, or perhaps needed. He grabbed Jack's hand and pulled him to his feet, neither one of them making a sound. Ianto grinned, silently leading a beaming Jack towards the bedroom.
Sometime later, as they lay comfortably in each others arms, Ianto turned to Jack, pressing a soft kiss to his shoulder before speaking.
"So, not that I'm complaining, but what suddenly made you so...emotional?" he asked.
Jack sighed, "I just had no idea you were so...soulful"
Ianto smiled, "I wouldn't go that far, I suppose it just relaxes me, the music, and you need something like that in this job"
"True" Jack nodded.
"Do you have something like that, that calms you down at the end of the day?"
Jack smiled down at him "Yeah, I do actually" he kissed his forehead fondly, "You"
Ianto looked into his lover's eyes, brimming with emotion. Before he let himself get too choked up, he looked away timidly.
"Bloody sap" he muttered.
Jack laughed, pulling the young man closer. As they drifted off to sleep, Jack smiled as he realised this was his relaxation. After a tiring day dealing with aliens and terrors, the thing that kept him going was the thought of turning to his young Welshman, who, at the end of the day, was Jack's method of relaxation.
Sorry I haven't been writing, I've been skiing, and it's slightly hard to write and ski :P lol
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